Chapter 039 The Decayed Elf Mother Tree
"This tree is so pitiful." Dizio said with great sympathy.
Shu Li nodded.
The leaves of this tree are almost gone. It looks so miserable, suffering from insect damage and malnutrition. It's so pitiful.
Any tree in the fairy forest would be more lush and green than this one.
It’s strange, why is there such a shabby tree in the elf castle?
Elves and fairies are naturally close to plants and are good at farming.
The villages outside the city walls are full of fruit trees and wheat fields, presenting a vibrant scene. However, the trees inside the Crystal Castle show signs of withering.
Aren't elves good at magic?
If a tree is not growing well, you can either pray to the Wood God or release wood magic to bring it back to life in minutes.
If ordinary elves are not strong enough, you can ask the Elf King for help.
However, what is incredible is that this big tree seems to have been abandoned, without any careful care from the elves, and even exudes a terrible aura of death.
Although it is ugly, it is also pitiful. It makes people feel uncomfortable if they look at it for a long time.
Shu Li left the window, returned to the bed, took out a notebook from the storage ring, and recited the Elvish words.
Although there are seven days off for Midsummer Day, we cannot fall behind in our studies.
The other cubs could play to their heart's content, but he couldn't.
His foundation is too poor, and he has to complete the tasks assigned by Jingjing the academic master every day in order to catch up with the learning progress of other cubs.
Why is the gap between fairies so big?
Shu Li sighed softly, looked down at his notebook, compared the Elvish words with the Chinese translation, and recited silently.
Disio usually studies along, but since it's a day off, he has no interest in studying. Seeing his eldest son struggling to memorize words, he leaves the room and goes to visit the neighbor next door.
Next door is Angel and Budno's room.
Budno was full and too lazy to move. He lay on the soft pillow, drowsy.
Angel is lively and active. When he found a decoration on the table that looked like a slide, he immediately climbed up to play.
"Wow~haha, this is fun! Budno, come and play!"
After sliding two or three times, Angel called his friends to play together.
"No, no," Budno lazily refused, rubbing his bloated stomach. He was too full and afraid that if he moved, he would vomit.
When Discio came over, Angel was holding Budno's hand, trying to get him to get up and play with him so that he could help digest his food.
Budno slumped on the pillow like a salted fish, determined not to move. He spotted Dissio and immediately shouted, "Dissio, come play with Angel!"
Angel couldn't pull the fat boy, so he had to change his target. He went to play "slide" on the table with Radicio.
The other cubs were all busy with their own things and none of them took a nap obediently.
Elsa urged from room to room.
"My dears, we are going to the island in the middle of Lake Saint Zenan this afternoon. Take a nap, or you won't have the energy to participate in the bonfire dance party tonight."
"Wow! Bonfire dance! I love it!"
The cubs cheered, and at Elsa's gentle urging, they obediently climbed onto the bed one by one.
Elsa walked to Shuli's door and found it quiet inside. She thought the two cubs had lain down and slept obediently. But when she opened the door, she saw only Sperian sitting on the bed studying seriously, and Disio was nowhere to be found.
She came to the bedside, bent over and asked, "Sperian, isn't Dissio here?"
Shu Li put down her notebook and rubbed her sore eyes. "Desio should be next door."
The goblin cub was lively and active and loved to play. Red Hair was probably afraid of disturbing him, so he went to visit the next door.
Aisha nodded, indicating that she understood. She glanced at the thick notebook in the cub's hand and smiled, "It's vacation time now. It won't affect your studies if you relax a little."
"I know...I'll go to bed after memorizing these words." Shu Li said.
He also wanted to play to his heart's content and have a leisurely vacation like the other cubs, but conditions did not allow it!
If you are slow in learning Elvish, you are not qualified to be indulged.
Before traveling through time, if he couldn't learn English well, he could just lie down and be a lazy person, because he had his parents and brothers to protect him.
After traveling through time, not being able to learn the Elvish language was equivalent to being illiterate, and then being contrasted with other genius cubs made me feel ashamed.
In order to better integrate into the other world, he had to force himself to study.
Moreover, after the last forest adventure, he deeply realized the importance of learning a foreign language well.
If he didn't know how to speak Elvish, he probably wouldn't be able to communicate with the monsters in the forest. Without communication, he wouldn't get the help of Mr. Big Snake and the Big Fat Bird.
In short, reality taught him to grow up.
Seeing that the little cub insisted, Aisha stopped persuading him and only told him to rest early and get enough rest to participate in the bonfire dance in the afternoon and evening.
On the way to the Elf Kingdom, Shu Li heard the young elves mention the Midsummer Festival activities. Now when he heard Elsa mention it again, he was full of anticipation for the evening activities.
"By the way, Elsa, what's wrong with the tree outside?"
Suddenly remembering the ugly tree outside the window, Shu Li called out to Aisha who was about to leave and asked curiously.
"The tree outside?" Elsa turned to look at the window, pointed at the strange big tree in the courtyard and asked the cub, "Are you talking about this one?"
"Yes." Shu Li put away his notebook, spread his wings, and flew to the window. He placed his hands on the transparent crystal and frowned. "Is it sick? It's bare, without any leaves. It looks listless, as if it's about to wither."
Elsa walked lightly to the window and sighed softly, "It is the mother tree that gave birth to elves."
"Huh?" Shu Li's eyes widened in surprise, and he pointed at the "ugly tree" in disbelief. "You...you said it's the mother elf tree? How could that be?"
Fairies and elves are both children created by the God of Light. In addition to their different physical appearances, they are also conceived in different ways.
Fairies are born in flower buds, and elves come out of the fruits of the mother tree.
The nursery is beautiful, full of precious flowers, plants and trees, full of vitality.
He thought that the elf tree must also grow in a special place and be cared for and nurtured meticulously by the elves.
However, no one expected that the Elf Mother Tree would grow directly in the courtyard of the Elf cubs. Not only was it not well cared for, it was also bare and lifeless.
Looking at the cub's shocked face, Elsa explained sadly, "Ever since the War of the Gods ten thousand years ago, the number of cubs the Elf Mother Tree bred has gradually decreased. From fifty fruits at a time, to ten, five, one... until five hundred years ago, the Mother Tree stopped bearing fruit. The elves tried many ways, but to no avail. They could only watch it wither away."
Shu Li asked, "Is there nothing the Elf King can do?"
Aisha shook her head: "No."
If the Elf King had a way, the Elf Mother Tree would not be so close to death.
Yes, death.
I don’t know what’s wrong with the Elf Mother Tree. It can’t absorb the power bestowed upon it by the God of Light. Once all its leaves fall, it will vanish into nothingness.
By that time, I'm afraid there will be no more elf cubs.
Although elves are immortal, they can also die.
For example, being seriously injured and dying, being killed by a powerful opponent, being cursed by a terrible curse, and being eroded by dark forces.
Today, there are less than two thousand elves, and no new elf cubs are born. The elf clan is in danger.
Shu Li got a negative answer, and his brows furrowed more and more, and he felt more and more sympathetic to the "ugly tree" outside.
"Then...what about the God of Light?"
He remembered the scene he saw in the illusion.
In the past, during Midsummer's Day, the Elf King would invite the gods to celebrate with the elves. When the God of Light descended upon the Crystal Castle and saw the withering Elf Tree, wouldn't he want to find a way to save it?
Elsa gently touched the cub with her finger and said regretfully, "After the War of the Gods, the passage from the underworld to the Palace of the Gods was broken. We can no longer invite the gods to celebrate Midsummer Festival together."
"Huh?" Shu Li's green eyes widened in surprise. "You...you mean...the gods will never interact with the underworld again?"
"Yes." Aisha said seriously.
"But..." Shu Li scratched his head and asked in confusion, "How can magic do this?"
When chanting mantras, don’t we have to chant the real name of the God?
The passage is broken. How can the gods communicate with the underworld? How can they fulfill the magicians' prayers?
Elsa was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Magic relies on magic power, and spells are just spells."
In other words, when reciting a magic spell, the prefix mentions the real name of the god, which not only expresses respect for the god, but also requires the natural elements to obey the magician's command.
Of course, it is not ruled out that the gods hear the prayers, respond, and enhance the power of the magic.
The probability of this happening is extremely small.
Even for elves or fairies like them, who were called the favorites of the God of Light, it was difficult to get a response from the God of Light when they cast magic.
For the first time, Shu Li realized that the real name of the god before chanting the spell was dispensable and was purely a general format.
"When chanting the mantra, can we omit the part praising the gods?" he asked.
"Omit?" Elsa was amused by the cub. "I'm afraid not."
"Why?" Shu Li was puzzled. Wouldn't reciting a paragraph lessen the cooldown of the spell?
When playing games, players who think the mage's casting time is too slow will try their best to enchant their equipment to reduce the casting time and increase the casting speed.
In reality, magicians can also take shortcuts!
Aisha said, "Although spells can be expressed in many different ways, the basic format and framework remain unchanged. If you rashly change them, the effect will be greatly reduced, or even fail to cast."
Magicians have long felt that spells are too long and affect attack speed, and have devoted themselves to researching instant magic. Unfortunately, no one has succeeded in thousands of years.
However, in order not to dampen the enthusiasm of the little cub, Elsa still gave him some encouragement.
"When you start learning magic, maybe you can give it a try. If you succeed, teach us."
Although he knew that Aisha was coaxing him, Shu Li still considered this issue seriously.
What if?
What if it succeeds?
Dreams can always come true, maybe one day I will succeed.
After seeing Elsa off, he yawned, flew to the bed, found a small corner, curled up in the soft quilt, and prepared to take a nap.
After a while, Desio came back.
In the next room, they were having a blast. The three cubs were fighting over the "slide" and almost got into a fight.
The little fat boy clearly said that his stomach was too full and he couldn't play anymore, but when he saw him and Angel having so much fun, he couldn't help but join in.
As a result, the three cubs were playing and vying for the first place.
When Aisha came in and urged them to take a nap, Dizio and Budno were staring at each other. Whoever blinked first would lose.
However, the match was interrupted before the winner was decided.
Discio pouted and flew back to his room angrily.
I originally wanted to complain to the boss, but he was already lying in bed sleeping.
He pursed his lips, and lay down beside Shu Li with a wronged look on his face, sleeping with his back against his.
Wait until he has had enough sleep and is refreshed, then he will look for the fat guy to compete.
Shu Li was not sound asleep. He opened his eyes and saw Red Hair lying beside him, his cheeks puffed up like a little frog. He reached out and patted his back, mumbling, "Be good, don't be angry."
No need to guess, everyone knows that when he went to play next door, he had a small friction with Budno.
It seems that these two cubs have been at odds since the day they were born.
"Hmm~" Discio calmed down, rubbed Shu Li, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Soon, Shu Li also fell into a deep sleep.
He didn't know how long he slept, but he vaguely heard an ethereal voice calling him.
"Come here... come here... little cub... come to me..."
At first, Shu Li ignored it, turned over and continued to sleep.
But the voice persisted, as if speaking right into his ear.
'Come here... little cub... I need your help...'
Shu Li was woken up, struggled to sit up, and looked out the window blankly.
Although his body moved, his consciousness was not fully awake yet. Listening to the bewitching voice, he unknowingly left the bed and staggered towards the window.
The window had opened a crack at some point, enough for the little cub to go in and out freely.
Shu Li flew towards the narrow crack, squeezed out easily, and flew to the front of the Elf Mother Tree.
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